But this time I grabbed his hand and pressed it closer, so he slipped his arm round me and I melted back into his arms.Let’s cut the long story shor.... I took his hand and led him to the hotel lift, we got in and hubby got in too. In the lift I went straight to work playing the perfect sexy slut. I rubbed him between the legs, he was obviously well endowed which was lucky and even better very excited. I told him I would be at his disposal..... Nice choice of word I thought, but for him to have. All I had to dowas think about it and it came to me, we were going to a home to betopless or nude waitresses for the football game on that day. Id been tosimilar private parties, the last one I was at was the 2006 AFL grandfinal last year, three girls were at that one, bringing drinks to anyonethat asked, they were nude to earn more.Now instead of being the one being served, I would be the one topless ornude while bringing drinks to anyone that asked for one. That should havebothered me more. Some say he had become a touch senile, for he always invited the finest chefs in New York for a Halloween repast that was beyond measure. They asked him, ‘why Halloween?’ His response was, ‘all the other good holidays were taken.’ The kitchen of his house was the envy of any four-star gourmet restaurant, with the finest stainless steel appliances, walk-in freezer and cooler, and enough counter space to prepare a dozen meals at once. The cabinets were filled with all manner of fresh spices, many. "Never mind that. Are you ready to fuck?" I bluntly asked.The harshness of the last question seemed to bring her back to reality. Not quite so sure of herself, Beth stammered a bit. "I, I ggguess so, if you are." Good! Let's get that cute little ass of yours to the bedroom." I took her by her arm and led her to my bed."Now, let's see how good you are at sucking a cock." I sat her on the edge of the bed and quickly stripped out of my clothes. The little blue pill was working well. My cock stood.